That dress was practically a wedding dress: long, lace, highlighting her figure. She appeared at the registry office entrance like it was her moment on the runway. While the guests were whispering, she just smiled and said:

So what? We’re all celebrating.”

The first red flag was when she insisted on riding in the same car with us.

“Am I a stranger to you now?” — and she sat down next to the groom. I had to squeeze into the back seat. Great start, right?